Zongman: Start from Armor Hero and blast the infinite

Chapter 442 Wuzhuang Temple

"Ouch... Ouch..."

Zhu Bajie was tied to the stone and groaned in pain. His body was obviously bigger than before. He must have been swollen from being beaten. The whole pig was swollen.

The Bodhisattvas Samantabhadra and Manjusri were really ruthless. In the late night last night, even Guanyin had stopped, but the two of them were still there, beating up Zhu Bajie.

"Oh my! Second Brother, what's wrong with you? Didn't you go to the bridal chamber yesterday? Is the bridal chamber so intense!?"

Just when Zhu Bajie was still doubting his life as a pig, Sha Wujing's loud voice reached his ears. Then Sha Wujing ran to Zhu Bajie with an anxious look on his face and helped him untie the rope on his body.

He does look honest and friendly, but Wang Ming didn't forget that this kid laughed the most last night. No one would have thought that Sha Wujing was actually a black-bellied person. He looked honest on the surface, but he was actually a black man inside.

This was also the first time that Wang Ming understood the essence or nature of several disciples on the journey to the West, and Zhu Bajie over there immediately burst into tears after seeing Wang Ming.

"Master! You have to help me. They are so cruel!"

"It's okay, just think of it as a lesson. Remember this from now on: when you are in the martial arts world, you will inevitably get stabbed. Either you get stabbed or he gets stabbed. I know the people who hit you. They are Guanyin, Manjusri, Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, and Lishan Laomu. Which one do you want to take revenge on? Tell me."

Wang Ming, however, was unmoved and had a sly smile on his face as he looked at Zhu Bajie and said this. The latter became completely deflated after hearing Wang Ming's words, and at this time Sun Wukong also came up and ruthlessly finished him off.

"You are so lucky, you idiot! You actually want to marry three Bodhisattvas and the Mother of Mount Li. Since you are so capable, can you let the Buddha marry you?"

"Brother Monkey, what you said is not very authentic. And did you see the same thing as Master did? Why didn't you remind me? Look at the beating you got."

Zhu Bajie instantly got furious after hearing what Sun Wukong said. He couldn't afford to offend Wang Ming and didn't dare to complain, but he still dared to complain to Sun Wukong. However, Sun Wukong didn't have any sympathy after hearing what he said. On the contrary, he mocked him even more fiercely.

"You're lucky not to be beaten to death. Let's see if you dare to go crazy when you see a woman next time."

"Master, look at him!"

Zhu Bajie looked at Wang Ming with aggrieved look on his face as he couldn't get any benefit from Sun Wukong. However, Wang Ming didn't show any sympathy for him at all. He just smiled faintly and said.

"Okay, we should get going. We've wasted enough time here."

After hitting a snag with Wang Ming, Zhu Bajie could only silently accept the comfort of the sinister Sha Wujing, and then the four masters and apprentices and their horse set out on the journey to the west again.

The painting style is still so fresh and refined. Wang Ming rides the white dragon horse and moves forward at a speed of 300 kilometers per hour. Zhu Bajie and Sun Wukong are running all the way behind him. At the end is Sha Wujing, who is carrying all the luggage and following closely behind him.

Since Sha Wujing joined the team to obtain the scriptures, Zhu Bajie finally got rid of his hard labor. In this way, the master and his disciples moved forward all the way, over mountains and through rivers, and they killed some small monsters they met on the way.

“I just steamed a few monsters and braised a few demons. Why are there so many evil spirits and monsters? Here comes Old Wang... Hehehe..." Wang Ming rode on the white dragon horse, galloping at a speed of 300 kilometers per hour, humming a tune from his hometown. When Sun Wukong behind him heard Wang Ming humming the song, he always had an inexplicable sense of déjà vu. It’s not that he is narcissistic, but he really feels that the song seems to be created for him.

"Master, there seems to be a Taoist temple ahead, do you want to go in and take a look?"

At this time, Sun Wukong pointed to a magnificent Taoist temple looming in the mountains ahead and said to Wang Ming. Upon hearing this, Wang Ming took a closer look and immediately understood what was going on. It seemed that he had come to Wuzhuang Temple, a famous attraction in Journey to the West.

"After several days of traveling, it's time to take a break. Let's go to this Taoist temple and stay overnight."

When they were almost at the foot of the mountain, Wang Ming suddenly pulled the reins and stopped. Seeing this, the three disciples behind him also stopped one after another and looked at the Taoist temple on the mountain with some curiosity.

The location of this Taoist temple is indeed very eye-catching. It is surrounded by isolated peaks, and the temple stands on the top of the peak. There is only a wooden bridge connecting it to the road leading to the outside world. Mortals can only enter and exit through this wooden bridge.

"Let's go in and take a look."

"Master, Master, let me knock on the door this time!"

As soon as the few of them reached the gate of Wuzhuang Temple, Sha Wujing could not help but speak loudly. The last time he saw Sun Wukong's domineering knocking on the door, he was deeply affected by it. He still couldn't forget it and wanted to give it a try. Now that another opportunity to knock on the door came, he naturally would not let it go.

"Um...are you sure?"

Wang Ming was stunned for a moment, then looked at Sha Wujing with a strange look and said, this guy really knows how to pick targets. And this time Sun Wukong did not compete with him, because he had the Fiery Eyes and Golden Pupils, and he had already seen that there was something fishy on the mountain, and he had seen through some disguises, so he was quite quiet at this time.

Although Sun Wukong had only been practicing Taoism for a few years, he had heard of many names of powerful people in the ancient times. Zhen Yuanzi, the abbot of Wuzhuang Temple, was the ancestor of earthly immortals of the same generation as the Three Pure Ones.

Moreover, Zhen Yuanzi is considered the most special quasi-saint below the saint. No saint dares to provoke Zhen Yuanzi or kill him.

Because his natal innate spiritual treasure is quite famous, its name is Book of Earth. The Book of Earth, which carries the essence of the entire prehistoric land, is Zhen Yuanzi's innate spiritual treasure.

The Book of Earth can mobilize the power of the entire prehistoric land. Not to mention an ordinary quasi-saint, even if a saint himself comes, he may not be able to defeat Zhen Yuanzi in a short time.

Moreover, if the Book of Earth has problems or is even destroyed, the entire prehistoric continent will be shattered again. Therefore, even a saint would not dare to play with Zhen Yuanzi for real. The cause and effect of the destruction of the prehistoric continent would cause serious damage to even the vitality of a saint.

To be honest, Prince Sun Wukong would rather make trouble in the Heavenly Palace than to mess with the Wuzhuang Temple. However, the Curtain-Rolling General, who rolls up the curtain for the Jade Emperor every day and never goes out of the main gate, is not very aware of the reputation of the Wuzhuang Temple. Although he may have heard of it, he definitely does not know much about it.

Moreover, what he heard was probably just that there were ginseng fruits in Wuzhuang Temple, and the effect might be similar to that of peaches, or even better. With Sha Wujing's previous status in Heaven, this was probably all the information he could get, so he was just being foolish and bold now.

(End of this chapter)